After rebirth, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Han Youning worked hard and finally sent Zhao Chen away.

The sinister look in Zhao Chen's eyes today made her feel uneasy, and she couldn't help but think of the three dark days in the Prince's Mansion in her previous life.

He asked her to check Han Qingwan's morning and dusk every day, saying that this was the rule.

Whenever she goes there, she can see Zhao Chen there.

She looked at the deep love between him and Han Qingwan, her heart was bleeding from the pain, but she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from showing any vulnerability.

In the end, that heart finally withered away in the passage of time and never made any waves again.

He stared at her solemnly: Why aren't you angry?

She laughed: The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are deeply in love as husband and wife. This is human morality. Why should I be angry?

Zhao Chen's indifference to Han Qingwan today is very similar to how he treated her then.

Didn't the ambiguity between Han Qingwan and Zhao Yin arouse Zhao Chen's suspicion and desire for control?

Therefore, it is said that the reincarnation of heaven brings unfavorable retribution.

Han Youning went to the group room in the outer courtyard to see Manager Wen and Duan Yi.

Both of them were injured deliberately in order to make things realistic. After all, the two dead soldiers were masters, so it would be suspicious if they were unscathed.

Manager Wen was worried and sighed, "Those experts around King Jin feel like they are in a deserted place when they come to our house. How can we have the dignity of being the Duke of Dingguo?"

Han Youning didn't know how to tell him that it was Huo Shan, Luo Ping, and Ye Chang who came last night. No matter where they were going, the three of them could come and go freely.

There is no doubt about Huo Shan's kung fu. Ye Chang often provoked Huo Shan and fought with him on the boat. They could fight for a long time without deciding the outcome.

She could only comfort her, "Manager Wen should be lucky that they are not our enemies."

"It's all thanks to the county master." Manager Wen thought about it for a while, but still felt uneasy, "No, when the Duke comes back, we still have to have a good talk with him. We still have to be on guard against King Jin."

Duan Yi, who had always been silent, said from the side, "I think that guarding against King Jin is an afterthought. The one who should be guarded most now is the old lady. The county owner lives in her yard now, and there are no guards around her, so they took action

It’s very convenient.”

Manager Wen looked at Duan Yi in surprise, "Have you been saying this for a year?"

Duan Yi closed his mouth again and remained silent.

Han Youning was also quite surprised. But what surprised her was that Duan Yi was actually willing to cooperate with her to deceive Mrs. Han, and now he made it clear that he was on guard against Mrs. Han.

After all, the master of this house is Mrs. Han, and she is just a cousin.

Her father hasn't come back yet, and he hasn't been appointed as her bodyguard yet. Why is he so loyal to her?

She asked Duan Yi, "Why are you willing to help me?"

Duan Yi said expressionlessly, "The county owner is the niece of the Duke's wife and a member of the eldest family."

Han Youning smiled. It turned out that the reason was so simple and crude.

"Okay, then it's up to you, change the place."

When she returned to the wing of Chunhui Hall, no one in the courtyard paid any attention to her, and they all hid far away.

There were faint sounds of crying in the upper room. It must be Little Wen who was crying about her fate of being abandoned.

It was already afternoon, and no one had lunch.

They don't have a small kitchen, so they can only eat the food delivered from the big kitchen, which is rough and bland and has already gone cold.

Ling'er picked some cabbage and piled it on the plate, "Miss, let's eat some for now. In the afternoon, this servant will go out to buy some ingredients, and then go to the big kitchen to make some. I'll borrow a stove to make something delicious for you."

"You don't have to bother, I can eat anything."

Han Youning didn't mind that the food was rough, but Ling'er always stayed at Chen's extravagant level and stubbornly refused to lower the standard.

She tried to persuade her several times, but to no avail.

Ling'er said with a smile, "That's not possible. You have helped my wife get her dowry back. We have to celebrate it."

Han Youning was eating the food and followed Ling'er's instructions, "Okay. Let's celebrate then."

When Linger smiled, she knew the young lady would answer accordingly.

She looked outside the door and asked softly, "The lady said that the chrysanthemum banquet was just one part before, so this time, is it just one part again?"

Han Youning nodded.

Ling'er geared up and asked excitedly, "Is there a next step? What do we need to do? Are we still going to Qingchun Tower?"

Han Youning smiled, "In the next step, we don't need to do anything. Now the trend has been established. Once the wheel is started, it will roll forward on its own."

Ling'er frowned in confusion, "This slave can't understand what the young lady said."

Han Youning said, "Just don't understand."

But from now on, life may become even more uneven.

Han Youning looked at Yuniang, who was sewing clothes for her again, but her clothes were burned in the fire.

"Yu Niang, have you ever thought of doing something?"

Yu Niang lowered her head and sewed the coat, "You don't even have to wear any clothes all day long, what can I do? Just sewing your coat is enough for me!"

Han Youning stood up and sat on the couch next to her, "Yu Niang, you are a good citizen, not my slave. You should live your own life. The work of making clothes can be left to the sewing room."

Yu Niang kept her hands on her hands, "That sewing room is not your sewing room. Just like if you want to wear a coat now, who among them can help you get it out? You can't stay in the cold, right?"

She said disgustedly, "Stop sitting here and blocking my light."

Han Youning sighed, stood up and left the wing.

She went to the upper room.

The old lady was leaning on the kang, leaning on the pillow and closing her eyes to meditate.

Little Wen is no longer here, and must have gone to pay back the dowry.

Han Youning stood in front of the Kang, "Old Madam, I plan to live in Jinhe Hall."

The old lady didn't open her eyes and said softly, "That's your aunt's yard. How can anyone just live in it?"

"I don't live in the main house, I live in the small courtyard."

"Then you have to go through the courtyard of the main house. People are coming and going, which will inevitably disturb your aunt."

Han Youning said quietly, "Since there is a shortage of courtyards in Dingguo Duke's palace, I will follow the prince's suggestion and move to Chengjun Prince's palace."

Mrs. Han suddenly opened her eyes, "No way!"

If she leaves the Dingguo Palace, she will be completely out of their control!

Her tone slowed down, "How can you live in someone else's house? I'll arrange for someone to go to Jinhe Hall to clean up."

Han Youning said, "No need, I can just arrange it myself."

After she finished speaking, she left the upper room.

The sound of a teacup falling to the ground came from behind.

There are three main rooms in the small courtyard. The furniture inside is still used by Han Sixing when he was a child. Although it is old, it is all fine rosewood, which is what Han Youning likes.

The maidservant who was serving in the rose garden came over and cleaned the house inside and out. She also packed up the east and west wing rooms in the second courtyard, and the few dowry items inside were gathered in other wing rooms.

Manager Wen stopped recovering from his injuries and brought the craftsmen over. They built a stove in the east wing and a kang in the west wing. The small courtyard was bustling with activity.

Han Youning stayed alone in the inner room.

She opened the closet in a familiar manner and took out a small quilt and a small pillow.

The small quilt was made of primrose-colored satin, with two vivid kittens embroidered on it.

The pillow is the same color, with bat patterns embroidered on the four corners.

Han Sixing said that this was sewn by her mother herself and for her.

Her mother originally planned to let her live in this small courtyard after she was born, while Han Sixing moved out to live alone.

Han Youning lay on the bed, curled up into a ball, with a small pillow on his head and a small quilt covering him.

The sun shone in and fell on her face, so tenderly.

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Good morning~~